Sunflower Blog

A New Roommate

I've had a roommate for three days now. I don't think we've irritated each other too much yet. Wait. Don't get the wrong idea. It's not like that.

He's 19, and I'm an older neighbor, kind of like an older sister. He's fallen on very hard times. I thought when he got his GED that things would go more smoothly. No such luck for him.

I watched him struggle through middle school, and a year or so of high school classes at the Can Academy, an alternative school. He went to school for thirteen years, and he's out, and he's job hunting. He's been job hunting for two years.

His parents kicked him out again last weekend. He's not sure why--maybe he let a family secret out. I never got to know his parents at all. They live around the corner, and aren't particularly friendly to me.

I have extra compassion for him, because he's bipolar too. Nobody ever cared enough to see that he got medication. I don't have the money to take him to a private doctor, but I can make sure he eats properly, and that he's got some sort of agenda for job hunting.

Since I've got more to say on this, I think I'll turn it into an article. Read more in my port.